It's not that I'm afraid of not knowing the goods; it's that the goods pale in comparison.
When goods compete, some get tossed; when people compete, some are doomed.
If it hadn't been for Andrei, Gao Guang would have been very satisfied with the few candidates he interviewed, but now, none of them seemed up to par.
A middle-aged man who looked rather proud sat calmly and confidently in front of Gao Guang and said, "I demand a monthly salary of at least 20,000 US dollars, combat allowance, hazard pay, high-temperature allowance, as well as regular vacations, the right to an equal share of any spoils of war, and a bonus from the commission. Of course, we can negotiate the bonus percentage."
An interview is the final assessment for an applicant, but Gao Guang's interviews differed from those in the corporate world—he didn't let people go home and wait for a phone call.
If it's a fit, it's a fit; if not, it's not. It's all settled on the spot.
This man was not a fit.